Mommy dearest

by Christina   Jan 10, 2006


Why aren't you there
Why don't you care
Why cant you see me
Why don't you love me?
Sometimes I wish I were dead,
take a gun and aim it at my head.
I wish i was psychic so I could tell my prediction,
why ain't I better than your addiction?
If I were psychic my prediction would be the clearest because you'll always be my mommy dearest

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  • 19 years ago

    by ~*~Yours-Truly~*~

    This is sooo sad, but really good. I hope you're okay. Keep up the good work :)
    ~*~Yours-Truly~*~

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